At last, the boss' big prick had stopped squirting. Cheryl rose slowly to her feet, still staring hungrily at the stiff, spit-dripping length of his boner. Then she backed up against the door, folding her arms demurely behind her back and looking at her employer with wide, innocent looking eyes.

"Oh, God, that was really a good one," Nixon groaned. He still slumped against the desk, breathing heavily. "I really am going to be awfully sorry to see you leave, Cheryl. I don't think I'll ever meet another girl who can give head like you can. I'll tell you, I'm downright grateful!"

"Do you think you'd be grateful enough to give me an extra two weeks' severance pay, Mr. Nixon?"

Nixon frowned, staring at her suspiciously. Cheryl's mammoth tits heaved in her blouse as she took a deep breath, determined to extract this last favor. She liked Mr. Nixon a lot, but she really did need the money.

"Now, Cheryl," Nixon frowned. "You know business hasn't been all that good lately. I've already been paying you as much as any of the other girls, including women who've worked with me for ten years. An extra two weeks' severance pay? I think that's pretty ridiculous, don't you?"

"Oh, Mr. Nixon! You know I don't like having to ask you for money and stuff!" Cheryl gushed. "I mean, if it wasn't for my brother, I'd never be asking at all. Matter of fact, I wouldn't even be quitting at all, if it wasn't for Kenny."

"I know."

"He's just our one big chance to make something special out of our family, Mr. Nixon. I mean, if he can just get into the state university and make the varsity team, I know he'll be a real NFL kicker some day! Really! He's that good! And I need to move him and me to Metro City to find an apartment, but I just don't have quite enough money yet. So if you could just… just give me an extra two weeks' severance pay! You know I'd find a way to pay you back someday!"